I am a member of the sandwich generation. Never more evident than on 'special' weekends. Like this one just past - Fathers' Day.
Friday saw me in Stratford meeting up with my two sisters
to see Jesus Christ Superstar. What a tremendous performance! The artistic direction was beyond spectacular. Too busy with toddlers and mortgage payments when the production was popular in the seventies, this was the first time I had seen the show. I was stunned by the creativity of it. Imagine combining the Passion Play and rock music and you begin to get the idea.
After the show I headed 'home' with the rest of the crew to celebrate with my Dad.
Fathers' Day a bit early, and his 91st birthday all rolled into one. It was a great time.
The next day - the other half of the sandwich - I hurried home. Number Two son, Peter, was arriving at our place to celebrate Fathers' Day with Fred.
All of this sandwiching meant no knitting time for Brenda, this weekend. I did manage to 'repair' a couple of things. Some holey thrummed mitts for a neighbour,
and a Merino wool sweater for a friend.
No knitting is not a good thing. But being sandwiched by two loving generations of family makes up for it. It was a wonderful weekend.
I don't mind missing knitting time if it's being used up by other enjoyable activities. You spent the time wisely!
I can see the family resemblance in your sisters.
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